"So that is my bratty little brother," Michaela said. "Let's go, Momwants me to pick up more stuff at that bakery. What we had last nightwas a real tr...at. The bread was gone by breakfast this morning, so I'mlucky I had made my lunch last night." I have to pick up some things at DaSilva's, too," Rachael said."Oh, do you think Tony will be there?" He might. He does live there." What, in the store?" There are apartments above the store. I just assume that they livethere, on account of them just. We both laughed at her reaction, but quickly returned to our main reason for being parked where we were.She caught me by surprise by grabbing my cock with her hand and pulling me to her mouth. I must say that I was truly impressed by the quality of the blow job that she gave me. I called for her to stop before I came in her mouth, but she pointedly ignored me and continued with the blow job. I don't know who or how many guys she had blown, but she did seem surprised at the quantity of jizz that. That was all I needed to hear. I was holding her hips with a hand on each side and driving my cock in as deep as I could get it. She started to rotate and grind her hips, pushing back and fucking herself on my cock.As I pushed forward she humped back at me driving my cock into the very bottom of her well. I could feel the tip of my cock opening up the entrance to her uterus I was in her so deep. With her already having one orgasm and me fucking her the way I was, it didn't take us long before. There was only one way to tell. So I kissed them, licked them, kneaded their boobs and fucked their holes. It was a job, and I took it seriously and by the end of most days was cock sore.I had been enjoying my father's Bimbabes since I was thirteen, and he started bringing home early models and rejects. That meant that many summer mornings I would wake up with a young, blonde beauty lying beside me, her lush body naked and her nipples erect and vulva bulging and her eyes wonderfully vacant..